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My name is Brianna Geiger and I am an aspiring YA author who wishes to make a difference. My primary genre’s of work pertain to that of horror and fantasy, but I’m not afraid to go out of my comfort zone. I truly believe that every story has a purpose and I hope to share that with an audience who is willing to listen.

Who Am I?

Who am I? That’s a question that has remained in my mind for years. Every morning I wake up and perform the same routine, and a part of this is looking at my reflection. However, I can’t see myself. I raise my hand and try to wipe the dewy film-like substance that fogs the mirror,…

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How to Become a Writer

First, think of who you want to be. Who do you want to dedicate the next couple years of your life to as you mimic their lifestyle in hopes of becoming the next number one? You answer the question as it comes around to you, “What do you want to be when you are older?”…

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A Story for the Heartbroken

This is a story written for a broken heart. This is a story that will give you hope. *** This is a story for you who thinks you are not good enough. You who look in the mirror and see nothing but the words they call themselves. A blackened reflection of what was.  This is…

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Help Wanted

HELP WANTED: Night Shift Guard for Morgue  Location: Haven County Hospital We need someone who can accept this job ASAP! Our hospital is widely known for its prosthetic surgeries, but sometimes they do not always go to plan. Reports have been made that the morning shift stuff has been moved around in the morgue, so we…

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Organ Breaker

Dear Organ Breaker, I think you need to know about the path of destruction you leave in your wake. I walk outside and see the piles of weeping bodies you leave behind. They are stuck in perpetual motion of attempting to pick up the pieces of their now broken vitality. Even when they are able…

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Mirrors

Mirrors, the windows to one’s self, people say. I’ve always wondered what that meant as I stare at myself because I don’t like what I see every time I look through it. The scars, acne, stretch marks, folds of my stomach, and all my insecurities scream at such a high pitch it be-comes unbearable. I…

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Too Late

He knew he must keep very still while he waited. The screams have long since stopped after the killing blow was delivered on the floor below him. He didn’t know how his mother met her demise, but he could still remember her pleading eyes as the figure planted their knees on top of her to…

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Don’t Trust Your Neighbors

It has been six weeks since our new next-door neighbors have moved in, and since then, I have felt nothing but fear. The exact day that my neighbors had moved in was June 9, a Saturday. The weather had been scorching that day, the rays sending continuous lines of beading sweat down my back. I…

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Scratches in the Night

Synopsis: Do you ever wake up to scratches in the night? Scratches so loud they wake you from the deepest of sleep. It is as if the nails of the devil himself have reached and touched your soul, grasping at its purity. You begin to feel uneasy soon after waking to the point where you…

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I Don’t Believe in Love

The girl’s hands tightened as the question she pondered over was said. However, once the question left her mouth, a thickened silence had fallen over both her and the boy who stood in front of her. She knew this was going to happen. The girl had been in this situation many times before, and all…

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